Volume 1 Journey to the Wasteland Chapter 358 The Poison of Death
Darkness still hangs over this land of dead silence and atrocities. The light did not appear, and never did. As if this place was meant to be, the scenery here will not change for eons of years.
This is the Soul Suppression Prison, the forbidden place of the Soul Suppression Prison, a place that has been forgotten by the souls of the beings in the Soul Suppression Prison.
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But today is a different day, and of course, it is only limited to this forbidden place. Today should be regarded as the first day it appeared in an unknown number of years, but the witness of this ceremony is only Bai Ye.
In the darkness, which was indistinguishable from the original, the mist, which was divided into black and white, had previously been distinct because of the existence of the barrier. But because of the collision of the white night, the boundary between them was broken.
White and black, like paper and ink, blend in the gap of the transparent barrier, and then render, and finally, like the painter painting, the ink rendering explodes there, forming a magnificent spectacle.
White Night, on the other hand, was standing in the center of the gap in the barrier, and he could no longer control his body at this moment. It shattered abruptly, causing a powerful wind pressure to form in the gap.
If this forbidden land and this paradise lost are described as two completely different worlds, then White Night's behavior has invisibly broken the barrier between the two worlds.
And when two worlds are completely different, when they suddenly become one, real changes are born. The wind pressure formed by the collision of these two hurricanes at the gap is actually just the beginning.
However, this wind pressure is really terrifying, and its appearance has made it impossible for Bai Ye to move in the center of the gap. And if it weren't for the fact that his physical qualities were far beyond ordinary creatures, I am afraid that this hurricane alone would have been enough to turn him into countless terrible pieces.
And just when Bai Ye was secretly anxious in his heart, the terrifying mutation happened again. In the misty darkness, Bai Ye saw the black and white colors merging rapidly in this outlet, and the gap, like a huge mouth of the abyss, wanted to swallow him.
Soon, a gray haze appeared at this gap, different from the previous two black and white fogs, it was actually not affected by the wind pressure at the gap caused by the collision of hurricanes from the two worlds.
At the moment when thousands of wisps of wind blew and blew, it was like a wisp of curling smoke wafting out of the chimney, swaying freely, which looked weird and had a unique beauty.
At this moment, Bai Ye felt a little numb in his scalp, after all, now he was just silently watching everything that was happening in front of him, and under the influence of wind pressure, he could hardly make any effort to resist this majestic trend.
And what shocked him was the new gray haze...... Under the gaze of the heavy pupil, its true face was unconcealed in front of the white night.
On the surface, it's gray, just unaffected by the hurricane. In Bai Ye's eyes, it is a collection of countless living resentments and pains...... Every wisp of fog from that gray cloud was the memory of one or even countless living beings.
And the faint feeling that can give Bai Ye an ominous feeling is also this cloud that condenses with the appearance of gray mist, in Bai Ye's opinion, this is the most dangerous existence he has to face now.
Unfortunately, this is also the case. This time, reality conformed to Bai Ye's thoughts, and let wisps of gray mist wrap around Bai Ye's body.
On the surface, it is a wisp of gray mist, gray to the extreme, giving people a low-key feeling, and even giving people the impression that it has a unique and strange beauty...... But in reality, it's the Grim Reaper.
The wisps of mist floating in the air were actually the claws of death. They are a combination of resentment, bitterness and regret, and in a sense, a deadly poison that can kill a living soul at any moment.
It's just that the current situation is speechless, and at this moment, there are no living beings in this place near the only gap between the Forbidden Land and Paradise Lost. There are no other creatures here except the White Night.
And Bai Ye is really alone now, but it's okay to do so, for Bai Ye to avoid some unnecessary trouble. But for him, after a while he won't have time to care about whether anyone has noticed such a small thing as him.
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A few breaths of time passed quietly, but the white night under the pressure of the hurricane had been completely entangled in the mist, and from beginning to end, every corner of the white night's body had never been left behind.
"Boom. ”
With the sound of sand and stone shattering, the white night that was completely entangled in the mist also fell.
But Bai Ye's face was indifferent, even if he accepted the test of life and death crisis at this moment, he didn't have any obvious reaction. Faced with such a situation, Bai Ye knew that struggling needlessly was useless.
Therefore, instead of doing those indifferent struggles, Bai Ye is more willing to work hard to get up from the ground, maintain a cross-legged posture, and treat this test of death only for him with cultivation.
"Shura Dao. ”
Rakshasa said. ”
"Blood brake chain Huajing. ”
"Nine hook moons, eight poles of killing, seven purgatory. ”
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The scenes of the evolution of the killing Dao evolved from Bai Ye's sea of consciousness, and with the emergence of the ancient runes of Xuan Ao, Bai Ye began the evolution of his own killing Dao.
Kill the emperor, establish a name by killing, and preach the Tao by killing.
Now, in the face of that unique poison, Hakuya wants to destroy it with his endless killing intent and make it disperse. But it's a pity that this time White Night miscalculated......
His killing path is terrifying, and although he can break through the invasion of this gray mist, it is not only his killing intent that is endless, but the resentment in this mist is also endless.
After some confrontation, Bai Ye was a little physically exhausted. This gray mist wanted to occupy his body, and he naturally had to resist it, but after all, his realm cultivation was limited, and he couldn't resist the terrifying amount accumulated by the other party.
The beginning of the White Nights' retreat was marked by the shattering of his own storage ring and the appearance of a dark green streak on his body. When these two things happened, in just an instant, black and white demon blood appeared at the corners of Bai Ye's mouth.
And as his injuries worsened, the dark green streaks on his body became brighter and brighter. But Bai Ye suddenly stopped his cross-seating, stopped his meditation, and threw himself down to him.
There, there are countless scattered items, large and small, useful and useless, there are some. That was Bai Ye's recent accumulation, and at this moment, his storage ring was destroyed, and naturally it was scattered with it.
And what White Night cared about was just one of these many items. It was a silver dragon ring, a little dim, with no spiritual light, and it looked like a waste product.
But Bai Ye didn't hesitate to stuff it into his mouth and put it into a spatial ring that he had been hiding next to his teeth. That was the only thing Loulan Yu left him, he had always treasured it there, and now that the ring was destroyed, he could only help it change its location and continue to keep it.
But just after he finished changing the position of the dragon ring, something happened that made Bai Ye even more shocked. I saw that in a misty gray mist, Bai Ye vaguely saw a wisp of green light with his heavy pupils, which was flying towards him.
"That's ...... Qingyan. ”
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PS: Today's second shift _(•̀ω•́」∠)_
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